| I’m about to give you that I love hip-hop feeling
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| I’m about to give it to you
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| I said I’m about to give you that I love hip-hop feeling
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| I’m about to give it to ya (repeat)
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| The same one I had when I first bumped Tribe
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| Or the vibe that you felt taking that Bizarre Ride
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| I’m gonna put it in the mix for your own ears to hear
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| I was a young buck then and feel I’ve got a lot of years to go
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| I’m from the O, I felt it through $hort to Hiero
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| Had my Walkman on everywhere that I’d travel
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| I’d always babble and quote what other people wrote
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| Use it as a theme or rule and that was cool for me
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| Worked it like a tool for me
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| They thought I was a fool to be
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| White and writing raps
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| They thought that I was acting
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| But I was just stacking up my skill being real
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| Feeling how I feel and expressin' how I’m stressin'
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| Now it’s my profession and I’m wanting y’all to know
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| The love that I’ve got for this hip-hop only grows
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| The best that we can’s better than a lot of them
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| When I meet a Legends fan it’s just like another friend
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| It’s the feeling that we give
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| The music that we live
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| Negative positive, how you live how you live
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| Positive memory of what you see, I try to give and be
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| Inspiration for those who try to come after them or we
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| Bass lines that pull you in from outside
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| Or inside or online, when we rhyme it’s funtime!
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| Hands up, stand up, watch me deliver
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| With delivery and presence, surpassing your ability
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| Tranquility is silence when violence dominates
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| If you’re the murderers why would I buy the tape?
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| Self incrimination, self destruction to the nation
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| Fascination with this death? |
| Oh my I’m losing patience
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| I got into this music cause I feel y’all listening to radio
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| Damn they tryin' 2 kill y’all
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| I remember the first time I heard a dope ass rhyme
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| Yes a fresh ass verse
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| Or the first time on this earth
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| I had this thirst
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| To give it to ya like birth
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| A piece of my soul more precious than gold
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| I’m in the crowd man
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| I’m not too old to give it up
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| If it’s tight I can get wit it
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| Rush to the store and go get it
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| Bump it if it’s slumpin', hope the lyric’s sayin' somethin'
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| Intellectual, make the beat sound so flexible
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| I give it to ya like a piece of my mind
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| Give breath over this beat with mic control refined
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| Give ya substance when you have nothin' to hold
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| You can feel this like you’re in the front row!!!
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| It’s like oooo weee
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| You’d be a fool not to feel this beat knocking out your trunk
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| Like Mike Tyson with a steel fist
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| While most of these MCs was out on a field trip
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| My crew stayed in the lab
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| See we never had permission to slip
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| My mission to rip every mic that I’m on
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| Rap niggas being nice
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| But I remember last year
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| They wasn’t liking my song
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| Now I got a couple fans
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| I’m making cool hits like ice in a bong
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| Got their bitch on my dick
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| She looks nice in a thong
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| And I’m about to give her that
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| «I love this cock feeling»
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| And that may be fucked up
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| But I’m right when I’m wrong
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| That’s don’t get along with funny style rap chaps
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| Who lack the same feeling
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| That I had way back and still keep to this day
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| When I used to stay up late just to dub Tech and Sway
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| But now I got my own wax and I can’t get no play |